Babe, I'm infatuated by you,
In the quiet corners of my heart,
Each echo a gasping desire,
A yearning for you, a work of art.
Your smile, your lips, your hips, your breasts,
The way your eyes sway when you look,
Every minute is a soliloquy of longing,
My spirit craving an embrace with yours.
I love you, baby,
Your presence dances every second,
Every minute, every hour,
In my mind, a soft, bright, beautiful sweet ballet.
They twirl through the tapestry of night,
I can't wait for when my arms cradle you again,
When my fingers caress your hair,
When our skin tells stories of faint whispers of love.
And our lips collide in ethereal ecstasy,
I love you, hope, I love you, babe,
I love you, and I want to tell you
That every single day, for the rest of my life.
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